* LEGACY / PROTECT

   “I think you were gone for a bit longer than that, Ana,” Reaper says with the mirth gone from his voice. He had leaned on her quite a bit in the times of his own stress and when she never returned.. staying on the right path had become incredibly difficult. 

   “Psshh, you wish.” He looks over and shows a smile, despite how tired he seems. To converse with someone without the mask on had become something rare but to share a moment with an old friend was.. nice. 

     ana  clicks  her  tongue.  right,  that’s  still  a  sore  spot.  she’s  been  able  to  deal  with  it  with  humor  but...  it’s  not  the  same  for  both  gabe  AND  jack,  they  had  to  deal  with  the  possibility  of  her  being  dead,  where  she  got  the  EASY  part.  best  to  push  the  subject  aside,  for  now. 

(  they  may  have  to  talk  about  the  elephant  in  the  room  eventually.  )

   He sighs, leaning against Ana and mulling her words over. Old and dying. One was right and the other was wrong for him. Gabriel was not dying more so as was wasting away. The nanites would not sustain him forever as time ticked on by but he feels as if she will be gone long before he is.

   “Yeah, but I’m not nearly as old as you,” he finally answers with a small nudge to her side. It was only a couple years difference.

     ana rolls her eye at that and shakes her head, allowing a bemused smile despite herself.   ❝  i’m not THAT old. do you know how STRESSFUL it was trying to keep overwatch from sinking? i turn my back for two seconds and the whole place crumbles.  ❞